Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You gave me the ring.

You belong here.

- [rapid bleeping] - I'm not tapping.

[Lucy] What, beyond him being a murderer?

When we get up there, we need to be at our absolute best.

then I'm all ears.

It'll take you round to the Red Room,

George, find out everything you can about Combe Carey Hall, all right?

Without flares, this job is suicide. Look! We're not the first ones to try, either.

in direct violation of a DEPRAC ruling.

- Temperature, five degrees. - [Lucy] Wait.

- [faint whispering] - [Lucy] There's something waiting.

Look for cavities, false walls. Anything that could be concealing sources.

It used to be a satanic priory of medieval devil worshipers.

- The whole 60 grand? - Who cares? We can't talk about it.

[Lockwood] So what are we looking at?

We'll be back in the morning.

[softer pulse of energy]

Salvete satanas

Luce, help me with the chain.

And I'm the only one who knows where it's hidden,

At least we know what we'll be facing. Anyone fancy another beer?

Sir, it's true. He strangled her and left her to rot in that chimney.

[George] How are we supposed to fight that?

- [dripping] - [Lockwood] What's making that sound?

George, secure our retreat.

Come on. Don't be shy.

- [tapping] - [bleep]

Something that specific.

[Lucy] If this is a screaming staircase, it's being very quiet.

[resigned] And now we're going down there.

[Fairfax] You're just a performer too, aren't you?

We've made the circle too big. There's a weak spot in the middle.

I can't figure this place out. Nothing's where it should be.

[George] Straight into the office. That's a classy move.

I'm not. Lockwood?

[Lockwood] He built this whole building.

Listening can screw you up.

Salvete satanas

[screaming and smashing continue]